02x07 - Tree

[bunniefuu]

[NATE] Tell me about your necklace.

My mother gave it to
me. It's Saint Sebastian.

She knew Saint Sebastian
would protect you.

I didn't m*rder Novick.

- I just took the blame.
- On purpose?

Lee visited me while I was in
there. We were worried about Isaac.

- Aaron, my old cellmate.
- [BOLT] I heard he just got released.

Allegheny Water testing is on
the report. And the initials NG.

Any recollection of who did the test?

Have you tried calling them?

No longer in business.

My relationship with my
husband wasn't perfect.

But I didn't k*ll him.

[ANGELA] A payment to her on January


If she's the one hiring,
why is she getting payouts?

Hello?

[MAN WITH DISTORTED VOICE]
Stop what you're doing.

Stop, or we'll send the same
package we sent to your husband.

I k*lled my husband.

Cuff me and get it over with.

Run ballistics, I guarantee you,
it's the g*n used to k*ll Sue.

It's the right caliber, and it was
planted on my property by Grace Poe,

and now she's trying to frame me.

Ray Fisher's paranoid.

There won't be anything for
you guys to catch them at.

Unless they find out I
know more than I should,

they think I'll talk.

[ANGELA] If we leave it, I
can use it to talk to Fisher.

Clear Cynthia.

This is a picture Walker
sent to Cynthia as a thr*at.

I think this is one of many
murders committed and covered up

by detectives at this precinct.

We have a problem. Your partner, Harris.

Mikey stepped up. He's
gonna take care of it.

With your help, of course.

[LAWYER] My client is
willing to take a plea deal

with a full written confession

as long as she can avoid a trial.

[ANGELA] Well, this is a change, Nell.

What exactly are you confessing to?

[HARRIS] Go ahead.

I paid a stranger to deliver a b*mb

when I knew my husband was home alone.

I was cheating on him which you... know.

I wanted to leave him, but I
needed money which Liam had.

But it only became mine if he d*ed.

So...

What about the recurring
deposits to your account?

I sent them to myself.

The money came out of
Liam's offshore accounts.

I wanna be very clear, Marta had
nothing to do with any of this.

Well, this all sounds deliberate.

Calculated.

When did you make the plan?

When Liam found out about Marta.

Was that before or after
the money transfers?

Uh, I guess before.

- You guess?
- You don't remember?

[SIGHING] I'm afraid it is
all starting to run together.

What made you wanna confess today?

Why the sudden change of heart?

- Is that relevant?
- Oh, it's relevant.

I can't eat.

I can't sleep.

I can't even think straight.

All I can see is Liam's face.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

So, um...

what's the timeline?

How long am I going to
be held before sentencing?

I'm gonna be incarcerated, right?

We'll arrest you and
start the intake process.

- Right now?
- Yeah, right now.

Please stand.

Nell McKenna,

you're under arrest for
the m*rder of Liam McKenna.

Well, we got our perp.

If you're just gonna m*rder him anyway,

why would you transfer money out
of his account and do all that prep

to run away with your lover?

- [CLAPPING]
- Whoo!

Congratulations.

Now the mayor's office can finally
loosen their grip on our balls.

- [LAUGHS]
- Wow.

Gee, Mike Orr, I didn't
know you were a hugger.

Only when you win hard for PPD.

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

["WHITE WEDDING" BY BILLY
IDOL PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Okay, who needs an "I Don't" cocktail,
Bethany, I think you need one.

- Thank you my lady. You okay?
- Mm.

Yeah, um, I just thought
Del would be here by now.

How are you guys?

- Oh! Couldn't be better.
- Great.

And that is a great dress.

- Thank you.
- It is.

Drew, isn't that a great dress?

Um, yeah, it's extremely red and great.

Well, I thought the
color was appropriate.

Well, you know, red is
the color of royalty.

- And victory. Mm.
- Mm-hmm.

Well, I'm glad you guys could
make it, have you met everyone?

Yeah, everyone's been real nice.

- Great. Okay, enjoy.
- [LUCY] Thanks.

Oh, beware, the dreaded
ex-wife is watching.

[LAUGHS]

Dread is a powerful theory now, Grace.

I think he means concept.

Or word.

Ladies, be nice to Virgil.

He shampooed his hair and dressed
up special for the occasion.

He's even wearing underwear.

- Am I? Is that what that is?
- Mm-hmm.

It's weird how some creatures
never change, like...

catfish, or crocodiles...

Come on, I thought I was supposed to be

one of the guests of honor here.

Well, that's one way of putting it.

[INHALES] Okay, look, lay one on
your first love for old time's sake.

Come on, come on. We're all
evolved and at peace here.

Come on. Right there. Come on.

[KISSES]

All right.

- He didn't wash his hair.
- [JOELLE CHUCKLES]

- You didn't wash your f*ckin' hair.
- I combed it though.

- You saw me comb it, didn't you, Joelle?
- I did see him comb his hair. With a fork.

Actually, it was a spork.

[SIGHS]

- Happy divorce, Grace.
- Happy divorce, Virgil.

[LEE] You okay?

I'm fine, yeah. Why?

I know this is supposed to be
all in the spirit of good fun,

but I can't imagine
this being easy for you.

[INHALES] Hey, I'm here.

I'm even wearing this $32 sweater.

It looks like the stratosphere

- and a faulty cardiogram had a child.
- He looks nice.

[BILLY] Ah...

Thank you.

Whoa! Easy there.

Is that any good?

It tastes like the future.

[CLEARS THROAT]

He's gonna be so wasted.

He probably needs it.

- The AquaDuck.
- [BETHANY] Aqueduct?

[DREW] No duck.

Duck. Quack, quack.

[LUCY] It's a huge
waterslide experience.

[DREW] On the Lido deck.

[BETHANY] Of a cruise ship?

[LUCY] Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

[BETHANY] Sounds, uh...

You know he is a big boy, right?

He can take care of himself.

♪ You know it's a nice
day for a White Wedding ♪

Hey.

Why are you doing this again?

Um, because I thought it would be fun.

Look, our family has not
had the easiest time of it,

and I've got a little money now
thanks to you, so I thought why not.

Besides, I never get to see you anymore

and you're one of my favorite people.

Speaking of favorite people.

Let's just try to have some fun, huh?

Okay, well text if you need anything.

Yup, I'm there now. I'll
check in with you later.

Yowza, lady, that dress!

Angela?

- Yeah.
- Everything okay?

Everything's fine. Tonight,
we're not gonna worry about that.

- As I was saying, look at that dress!
- You like it?

I do like. [KISSES]

Mmm. [KISSES]

- Finally free.
- No.

No, my heart belongs to a
taller, darker, handsomer man.

I'll accept the first two of those
three categories and just barely.

Mm. Sorry. Afraid you don't
get any say in the matter.

Tonight is my party.
I'm making the rules.

Fair enough.

Cats are too selfish
and far too independent.

They're like these little
four-legged sociopaths.

Give me a dog any day
of the week. Or a goat.

I'd take a goat way over a cat.

Hey. goats are smart.

Oh, my goats. Geniuses.

And despite their reputation, they're
supposed to be incredibly clean.

- Really?
- I kid you not. No pun intended.

[LAUGHING] That's good.

- Isaac, you're funny.
- [BETHANY] You're funny.

He's funny. You dating anyone?

I was just wondering
the same exact thing.

Um, not really.

Oh... there's this new gal at work.

Her name is Wendy, she's so cute.

She's originally from
Kankakee, Illinois.

Uh, also used to be a
professional tap dancer.

I would be happy to set you up.

Uh, I appreciate the thought, Lucy,

but I'm currently
sort of seeing someone.

Oh, good for you. Where is she from?

- Um, the city.
- Pittsburg girl. What part?

- South Side.
- Ooh! I love the South Side.

Dee's Cafe. Darts at Jack's.

- Darts at Jack's.
- [LAUGHING] Yeah!

Sure. Yeah, darts are fun.

- [BETHANY] Yeah.
- Darts...

Hm...

I'm gay.

Oh.

- Yeah.
- [LUCY] Hm.

[DREW] Huh.

- Hey, gay guys like darts too. Mm?
- [DREW] Everybody likes darts.

And the darts don't care.

- Hey, Isaac, can I talk to you for a sec?
- Mm.

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm... I'm good.

You know, they're harmless.

I'll be right back.

Hey.

Hey.

Maybe you should slow down a bit.

Seriously, you haven't drunk
like this in a long time.

Don't you think I deserve to, though?

Just come back to the table.

Please.

Uh, listen up, party people,
please take your seats.

This divorce dinner
is about to be served.

- [BETHANY LAUGHING]
- [VIRGIL] Look at that banner. Mm-hmm.

[ALL LAUGHING]

[VIRGIL] Super. Super true story.

I'm responsible for that.

- [LUCY] Are you?
- [DREW] I wanna hear this.

k*lled her with a buck
Kn*fe and loin cloth.

Oh, yeah. Are you also
responsible for your coat tonight?

[VIRGIL] You don't like it? I
can see your reflection in it.

- [BETHANY] Oh, can you?
- [VIRGIL] I can.

[LAUGHING]

- Snowball.
- Oh.

You bring your Tupperware
to the party, Del?

Yup, it's in the back of my jeep,

right next to the placemats
and matching tea set.

- Never leave home without it.
- I figured,

what with you being such a big
connoisseur of leftovers and all.

- [BETHANY] Oh.
- Touché, Virgil. Touché.

How you doing, Joelle?
Keeping that one in line?

I mostly ignore him.

It's kinda like living
with a really hot,

overdeveloped thirteen-year-old.

But you already knew that.

Hey, forever young, baby.

- Amps up to 11, look at them go.
- [GLASS CLINKING]

- [LAUGHING]
- Hold it.

I wanna thank you all
for being here tonight

to celebrate the happiest
moment in a woman's life.

- Her divorce.
- Hear, hear! Whoop, whoop!

- [BETHANY] Mm-mm.
- [GRACE] Uh, Virgil?

Yes.

Thank you for 20 years of, um...

I'm still not entirely certain
what happened, but thank you.

- It was the least Virgil could do.
- [GRACE] Mmm.

He's talking about himself
in the third person again.

But she's not surprised.

- Grace is not at all surprised.
- [ALL LAUGHING]

And it wasn't all bad, we had a
couple of laughs and a beautiful son.

Yeah, he is a very attractive specimen,

I think we did very
well in that respect.

[GRACE] Mm-hmm.

And over the years,
we've developed a, um...

guess you would call it friendship,

that I actually do appreciate at times.

Used to be a friendship with
benefits until that guy showed up.

You seem to be doing just fine, Virgil.

Yeah, what am I, chopped liver?

No, baby, you are the
finest cut. Prime rib.

Meat metaphors. Now there's
a way to a girl's heart.

- [JOELLE LAUGHS]
- [GRACE] All right.

Here's to us, our marriage,
and the ending of it.

[CHUCKLES]

- And new friends.
- Cheers.

- New beginnings.
- [BILLY] Cheers.

- Cheers.
- [JOELLE] Cheers.

I have prepared a few remarks.

- [CLEARS THROAT]
- [GRACE] God help us.

[COUGHS] All right.

There once was a girlie from Buell

Who married one dirty-dog fool

Dirty but handsome. Extremely handsome.

Yeah, sure.

He was hung like a horse

But she still cried divorce

And left him alone with his...

Drool or tool, I couldn't figure
out which one was better, um,

but [CLEARS THROAT] anyway,

Grace, that tender bit of
verse is just a preamble

- to my actual divorce vows...
- [PAPER RUSTLING]

... which are as follows.
- [BETHANY] Okay, here we go.

[VIRGIL CLEARS THROAT]

I, Virgil Aloysius Poe

promise to abstain from assholery...

- [CHUCKLING]
- [VIRGIL] Somewhat.

To never stop admiring
the cut of your jib.

And since you're in
deep with Landwill, uh,

to only semi-frequently hit you up

for mostly inconsequential
short-term loans.

Till death do us part. Amen.

But mostly...

I promise to leave you the heck alone,

so that you are free
to create your new life

with that guy there, which I
genuinely do hope is a happy one.

Even though he keeps
looking at his phone

like some millennial horndog
surfing a dating site.

Yeah, you know me, forever the
shameless millennial horndog.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Anyway, come on, if you just
raise your glasses one more time.

As my Uncle Luther who
d*ed changing the oil

under his '62 Plymouth Fury
with su1c1de doors used to say...

you can't fix stupid,
but you can divorce it.

Ooh, to the unhappy couple.

[ALL] To the unhappy couple.
To the unhappy couple.

- [CHUCKLING]
- [VIRGIL EXHALES]

Whoo!

- [GLASS CLINKING]
- I have something to say.

[SIGHS]

I'm uh, I'm joining the army.

Yup.

I've decided to enlift...
Enlist, I mean. Enlist.

To fight for my country. Hooah!

I can do 37 push-ups in a
minute. A bunch of sit-ups.

Hundreds of sit-ups. Hundreds
of thousands of sit-ups.

And he can't quite do two
miles in under 15-thirty yet,

but he's getting closer.

That weaker right side's firming up.

Your boy's getting closer, Mom.

He's so, so close.

He works so hard every day.

- He's a recovery machine.
- [BANGS TABLE TWICE]

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

Army's a good thing, right,
Del? Be all you can be.

Certainly helped me when I needed it.

And look at the man he's become.

Did you serve in the m*llitary, Mitch?

[CLEARS THROAT] It's, um,
Drew. And no, I did not.

What about you, Lucy?

No. My sister, Noel
was in the air force.

And what about you, Dad, did you serve?

No, you didn't.

Because Virgil Poe
doesn't join anything.

No one owns Virgil Poe.

[SIGHS]

You never signed up for
a f*cking thing, did you?

Billy.

Anyways...

that's all I wanted to say.

Happy divorce, Mom and Dad.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[HICCUPS THEN RETCHES]

- Grace can you get one of those napkins?
- I know what you did.

- What?
- Get out.

Get the f*ck out.

Vamanos. Vamanos.

[GRACE] Billy, look at
me. Billy. Look at me.

- Look at his eyes, he can't even focus.
- It's all right, all right, I got this.

Come on buddy, get up
now. Up, up, up. Let's go.

Yep. I got you. I got you.

I'm okay.

sh*t.

[TRUCK ENGINE STARTS]

Well, it was a fun idea.

- Hey, sh*t happens.
- Yes, it does.

There's no way to stop
sh*t from happening.

- Grace.
- Yeah?

Look at me.

You really have to let go of this
Lee letting Billy rot in prison idea.

We all do things for the people
we love. None of us are immune.

And you know it.

And I sure as hell know it.

[CELL PHONE CHIMES]

Angela?

- No.
- Can I ask you a question?

- I know you guys are partners...
- What's your question?

Well, what's going on
with you two? What is it?

She's a part of things now.

Oh.

Is she in danger?

So I guess this means you'll be
driving back to the city tonight?

I really think I should.

I really miss you.

Hopefully, this will all be over soon.

Here.

Drive safely, okay?

You, uh...

Are you sure you're safe?

[ANGELA] I promise.

Okay. You call if you need
anything. I'll be up for a bit.

You know I can handle myself, right?

Yup. I know. I just worry.

Good night.

- [KEYS JINGLING]
- [SIGHS]

[ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[HARRIS] So, what will you
do back in East St. Louis?

[DELUCA] You know what?

Before I went to the Police
Academy, I got my teacher's degree.

- No sh*t.
- Yeah.

Just might get back to that.

Teach at what level?

Junior High kids. Twelve, 13-year-olds.

Good age.

World hasn't screwed
them up too bad yet.

Most of them at least.

What subject?

- Literature.
- Oh.

Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel
Hawthorne, all that gothic sh*t.

- Tell-Tale Heart.
- Exactly.

Show me a kid who can't
get caught up in that story.

Grisly m*rder. Perfect crime.

When you planning on leaving?

As soon as I possibly can.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Parting gift.

I assume you haven't brought me

a lifetime supply of
nine-volt batteries.

Let's just say Steve Park has
been a real pain in my ass.

He is truly batshit crazy, man.

And when he sets his mind to
something, dude won't stop.

Go ahead, open it.

That jacket has been in the bottom
of my coat closet for months.

Steve found this?

Mm-mm-mm-mm. I found it.

At the crime scene, stuffed in a...

[LAUGHS] Well, you
know where I found it.

The b*ating heart under the floorboards.

Look, Del. I didn't come
here seeking a confession.

- Okay.
- I just ask you to take it off my hands.

Hang it in the closet. Give it
to Goodwill, I really don't care.

Just do yourself and me a
favor and never mention it again

because I want nothing
more to do with that case.

I don't know what
happened in West Virginia,

and I don't wanna know.

Sometimes sh*t happens
and it can't be explained,

and believe it or not, I respect that.

And maybe that's why it's time for me

to take my tired ass
back to East St. Louis

and let somebody else do the job.

Let Steve Park run around like a chicken

with his head cut off for all I care.

I'm done with law enforcement.

Yeah.

Where we going?

Over here.

I got you, buddy.

[VIRGIL EXHALES] Right
here is good enough.

I'll get his legs.

Move around here, bud.

- Let's uh...
- Yeah.

Let's roll him on his side just in case.

[VIRGIL] Okay. That's a good idea,

that's a good idea, that's
a good idea, come on.

[FOOTSTEPS]

[VIRGIL] There you go.

There you go. [SIGHS]

Hey.

Right here, man.

Think he'll be all right?

[SIGHS] Yeah, yeah.

He'll sleep it off.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

What's up?

[VIRGIL] It's okay, kid, I'm right here.

[SOBBING]

[SOBBING CONTINUES]

[RINNA] Are you kidding me?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay.

I need you to track down
some Landwill files. Now.

Start with Mills. Nicholas
Mills, Greene County.

Also find me Brown, Barlow, and Lopez.

What counties?

Oh, I didn't write them down. f*ck!

It's okay, Rinna, I'll find them.

Is everything all right?

I guess everybody's cleaning
out their f*cking freezers

because suddenly they're all
finding their water tests.

[SIGHS]

[SOBBING]

Okay, okay.

[SIGHS] Okay.

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

- [DOOR OPENS]
- [ANGELA] Cynthia?

[DOOR CLOSES]

[ANGELA] Hey.

I heard they assigned Larkin
and his partner to Vic's case...

What the f*ck is that?

Did you put that under my kitchen table?

Since Vic disappeared,
you're the only person

who's been in this
apartment besides me, Ang.

Can you please f*cking say something?

I'm sorry.

I just thought that if I
heard Vic getting too crazy...

You bugged my f*cking home?

Do you realize how crazy that is?

- Did you do something to Vic?
- No.

- Of course not, no.
- I can't believe anything that you say.

Does Harris know about this?

Nobody else knows. Cynthia...

I was just trying to protect you...

You were trying to control me!

I'm not trying to control you.

Vic is the one who was
trying to control you.

No, you put a bug in my apartment.

You lied to my face.

You talked to IA behind my back

and that's just the sh*t I know about.

You are a liar!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

I feel like I'm gonna be sick.

Cynthia, I'm so sorry.

Get out.

Please, get the f*ck out of my house.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[LEE] Oh, my God.

[RON] Good morning.

Thank you for gathering here today.

We're here to announce that the
w*apon that k*lled Sue Herlitz

was found on a private property

and turned in voluntarily
by the resident.

We have no reason to believe
this person is a suspect.

We will continue our ongoing
investigation into the Sue Herlitz m*rder

and ensure that Buell remains
a safe and peaceful community.

Thank you.

Yes?

- Morning, Cynthia.
- Harris.

Have you seen Angela? She's
usually at her desk before me.

No clue.

Didn't she stay with you last night?

No, she did not. And she will not
be staying there again any time soon.

Did something happen?

I'm really busy, Del, okay?

Sure.

- [LARKIN] I told her not to...
- Hey fellas, what's up?

Morning, Del. I can
fix her up over here...

Either of you seen Orr?

Haven't seen him.

If we see him, you want
us to send him your way?

No. No big deal.

sh*t, Del. Watch it.

You almost knocked over my doughnuts.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, fine.

[SIGHS]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Oh, my God, what are you doing here?

I got your texts.

You seemed so down, I
thought I'd surprise you.

Is it okay that I came?

Come here!

[DOOR BUZZING AND OPENING]

[GUARD] Your lawyer's here.

Please have a seat.

- You're not my lawyer.
- No.

Who are you?

Mrs. McKenna, I've been
sitting in on the depositions

for the water contamination suits.

You used to be Nell Grady, right?

My name is Lee English.

You work for Landwill?

Not directly, but I'll
explain that in a minute.

You're the same Nell Grady who
ran Allegheny Water Testing?

Why are you asking me this?

Because I think you have more.

- More what?
- Water tests.

And if you could tell me where they are,

I could make sure they
get into the right hands.

But I... I don't have
any more water tests.

I b*rned them all, I sent that
video, what more do you want?

Mrs. McKenna, I think
there's a misunderstanding,

I'm not being clear, I'm trying to help.

Jesus, this will never end, will it?

No matter what I say or do,
you f*cking people won't stop!

What you did to my
husband! When does this end?

With my mother?

- With my daughter?
- Mrs. McKenna, please.

I need to go now.

Mrs. McKenna!

[BANGING DOOR] Guard!

- Get me out of here now. Guard!
- [BANGING CONTINUES]

[SOBBING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Hi. Could I get an old-fashioned
with extra cherries, please?

District Attorney Gossage.

- Clock out early today?
- [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

I'm an investor in this place.

I just stopped by to check in on things.

You're Grace, right?

Grace Poe.

I am.

I remember you from the
debate. Your passion was...

well, impressive.

Folks over at Landwill refer
to you as "Amazing Grace."

I understand they brought you
on board to help with the locals.

I'm just glad the folks around here

are finally getting
some real opportunities.

You probably figured
out from the debate,

Sue and I have our differences,

but if she were alive,

I bet she'd probably have changed
her tune about Landwill by now,

it really is transforming
this community.

Sue's death...

tragic.

It really is.

And now there's all this new
information about the m*rder w*apon.

I mean, go figure, Steve Park
works so closely with Sue,

and then they find that
g*n on his property.

And how is it that you know this?

People are talking.

And the question
they're asking themselves

is why would our new District Attorney

let a major revelation about a
m*rder case fly under the radar.

I mean, why dismiss the
only legitimate lead he has?

You know, people are talking.

Thank you, Grace.

I appreciate the information.

It's called the Vintage Grand Prix.

Two weeks of parties,
street races, and car shows.

Sounds like a glow-up from
your Pinewood Derby days.

[CHUCKLING] It is.

Maybe this summer we can check it out.

Meet up in Schenley Park.

Sounds like a future date.

I remember when we were kids,

Billy won a soapbox derby
that was over in Point Marion.

His dad built the car from scratch.

It was one of the nicest
things he ever did for Billy.

The car was forest
green with red wheels.

I helped paint most of it,

and I was the kid who waved the
flag at the beginning of the race

and Billy almost ran
me over. [CHUCKLING]

I think he won, like, 100 bucks.

So, how's it going with him?

I don't know.

Uh, rough.

He's not himself lately.

Something seriously off.

You didn't b*at him up, Isaac.

You didn't put him in a coma.

Not literally no, but...

I'm at least partly responsible.

Listen, [CLEARS THROAT]

you're a good person.

Bad people don't worry so much.

Life will eventually
give you the opportunity

to make up for your mistake.

In the meantime, be kind to yourself.

[SIGHS]

Oh...

You're wearing it.

I've worn it since the day you left.

[MAN ON PHONE] Do you
have eyes on her now?

Yeah, she made it home.

The brotherhood isn't
gonna bust into her home

and do anything to her there.

You might as well call it a night.

Agent Garn, we didn't
need to drag her into this.

I could've gathered more intel.

Would've been slower, but
she wouldn't be a target.

Everything's already in motion,
Harris. Your partner made sure of that.

It's just one big messy bed,
and now we all gotta lie in it.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[DISTANT SIREN WAILING]

[SCOFFS]

I can see you, Del.

[SIGHS]

What is this?

Mozzarella wedges?

Zucchini planks?

Jesus, Harris, how are you gonna stop

a b*llet for me, with cholesterol?

[SIGHS]

This is really f*cking you up, isn't it?

[SCOFFS]

Del Harris...

you actually really care about me.

Aren't you scared? 'Cause
I'm scared shitless.

I was scared a lot as a kid.

Now not so much.

[SIGHS]

My dad was like two different people.

He worked road construction,
so he always smelt like asphalt.

It was in his hair and his clothes.

You couldn't wash it
out, it was like a curse.

He had Sundays off, one day a week.

It was his day to rest.

And he could be so patient with me.

And I wasn't easy. [CHUCKLES]

I could make a terrible mess.

sh**t off my mouth, throw a tantrum

while he was trying to
watch the football game,

and he would be so Zen.

So even-keeled.

But sometimes...

this look would come over his face

and his eyes would go
weird and blank-like.

And something would take over, some...

terrible force.

And he'd walk up to
me, real simple-like,

and he would b*at the
living sh*t out of me.

For no reason at all.

And then he would b*at the
sh*t out of my stepbrother, too.

Without the slightest provocation.

I think he was doing it because

he knew his life hadn't turned
out the way he wanted it,

and we were the witnesses.

He f*cking hated us.

And afterwards when he'd
gotten whatever it was he needed

to get out of his system,
he would fall at our feet,

and apologize and beg us for mercy.

And we would wind up taking care of him.

He would cry himself to sleep...

and my stepmother
never did sh*t about it.

She would just stand there
when it was happening,

frozen, like she was made of glass.

Those were my Sundays for a long time.

Most kids went to the
park or to the movies.

My stepbrother and I took beatings.

Eventually, I realized
that nobody was coming,

nobody was coming to help
us, not my stepmother,

not our teachers, not
even the f*cking cops.

I'm so sorry, Angela.

So, I don't look away anymore.

I can't look away.

And I choose not to be scared.

I choose that.

Fisher, Orr, Munson,

and the rest of these
m*therf*ckers need to be stopped.

So we are gonna stop them.

Okay?

Okay.

I think I'd feel better if
you weren't alone tonight.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Can I get another?

Okay, but this is it. Last one.

[VIRGIL] Hey. Why don't you
take a ride with me, kiddo?

Got a surprise for you.

Okay? Come on.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[LOCK CLICKING]

Spartan.

It has its charms.

Where am I sleeping?

The bed.

I'll take the couch.

Hey...

Thanks.

Sleep well, Burgos.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Emergency. Cell Block 3.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Jesus, Dad.

What have you done?

[ENGINE STOPS]

I present to you one Aaron Daniel Fuchs.

Your former cellmate,

and one of the sons of b*tches

responsible for putting
you in that coma.

One of the ringleaders I'm told.

[MUFFLED GRUNTS]

Finish him off, you'll feel better.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[GRACE] What's on your mind?

It's all happening.

Tonight.

[LEE] Next on American
Rust: Broken Justice...

What are you doing here?

There's still somebody
out there, or in here,

planning more damage.

Morning, Steve.

Sit.

Are you following me?

It's your moment, son.

- [MUFFLED TALKING]
- [TIRES SCREECHING]

This plan of yours, think it'll work?

It better.